Bangla Poems | Examples of Bangla Poetry

Therapy session 4 In the profound darkness of a frigid night, I can hear his labored breathing. He appeared to be worn out yesterday. Today, I find myself fatigued by the wounds of love, exhausted by my inability to trust in this concept we call love completely . Love is meant to be gentle; love is meant...

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My village around the borderland, estranged Mountain from the other side, rejoiced within gray shaded area to bloom Echoed the echo of the midnight hymn, darkened a shade, deeper fill in xanthosis, lasted beyond the yonder valley o'er the meadow, fall color blossomed then. Echoed a sound lasted, I heard, an echoed a sound lasted Eavesdrop and a try...

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Leaders are worshiped, Armies are much hailed, Weapons are much praised, And innocent creatures are, Killed in the streets, in the Homes, while they are working, While they are sleeping, The children's heart full of, Terror, they are told, we are, Worrier, we win the war, But who tell the preacher, Wars cant not be won, and No way, they can be win, Both side loose,...

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Red-Crested Sampan ? Shariful Alam June 10, 2025 Hudson, New York United States of America ? If by chance we meet again someday, If desire brings us close once more, I’ll breathe deeply again at the foot of the mountain, Smear your gentle gaze across my soul. I’ll cross treacherous roads— carefully, ever so carefully. On a melancholic evening, I’ll go to Silentville. That day, I will become the...

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the horses Three horses graze on my land, and one is still a foal. In the twilight and with gentle rain falling they remind me of the horses of bygone days when I steered the plow that made furrows in dark, clean soil. When I stroke their flank, the good aroma of warm horses arises; dreams are endless. In daylight, they pretend...

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A cello moans through cedar fog, low notes trembling between her teeth. Amber bowstrings tighten, vibrating against ribs— wood groans beneath the weight of sound. Resin clings to fingertips, drawn taut over hollow curves. Each bow stroke sharpens the air, Splitting migraines into cascading cacophony The final note— held breath, a whispering overtone, unraveled into stillness....

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The other Illusion I met a group of people I vaguely thought familiar after a while it came to me and said, you are the same people I met 15 years ago, glad laughter we wondered if you had forgotten us. I was baffled an old dream had produced a new one or was there no past it all happens...

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Believe in me, Because you cannot be Alone in your thoughts. A lie might make true what is not! Be feared, be scared, Be ware of what I am. A love, a warm drain, Along will wash your filthy brain… And because I am one of you, I know every one of you. I know just what to do! And I know this too: ...

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Wandering cloud, turn back to your return voyage, a safe trip home Send these to my reverie soul, one of a nomadic troubadour, vagabond When down pouring rain moisten the topsoil of thy land They do shed tears, heartache, with a lonely "room", happening in unknown ...

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amare tumi Ashesh Unending a bliss from you in me , mystic thy muse is such a sweet amen quenched once, rejuvenated again, life reborn, endeared , again and again So many valleys en carved so many river basins, trailing through delta ashore My knickknack harp chanted your lungs to breathe beyond embellishment so many times a...

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Bhanu Singher Padaboli Eight (gahan kusum kunja majhe) O'er the Eden grief, solitary floral, she. myriad, myrtle a soft croon of oblivion, the harp of the wind, weaverbird humming thistle Overcoming the fear, verses as they weave beyond subtle murmur Soulmate, a windcatcher, come along, fly on, o fly on! The sky blue innocence a morn and my morning dew the heart...

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A virtuous man stands tall, far ahead, Preaches mercy, yet calls heretics dead, Speaks of hell, if he had seen, Prescribes salvation and condemns unclean, He sings of heaven till his last breath, Then why, priest do you fear that death? An infidel knows no rules, the trouble begins, How can a priest keep him from sins? Does...

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A violent rushing wind crept through my bedroom window, bringing with it the Brooklyn air and the smell of fumes. It's not a good combination at all. When will I ever learn that the young Gen Z is more frustrated than us baby boomers? When we are in bed, they are up all night. When...

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pre-surgery I have growth on my lower leg which I bravely ignored till my wife said I was smelling It offended me, who showers every morning I went to see my doctor, a woman in her the sixties, she insisted on kissing me when I visit as a result, I love her Yes, it was a tumor surgery, the ninth of Dismember My doctor's...

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We know it was a great fanfare  when Elon Musk sent a Tesla car towards the stars with a fully loaded battery When the hoopla died down and eyes were diverted to the everyday problems on earth The car started by itself and began visiting planet Saturn and little Pluto and other planets of interest When the time is right and astronauts,...

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